Wu Qi was taken aback at first, then asked, still puzzled, "Young Master... what do you mean by that?"
"Let's not beat around the bush." Shu Feng approached and smiled again. "Tong County is just a small place. It would be difficult for anything to escape my notice."
Wu Qi remained calm and composed. "I know you, young master. You are the owner of Linglong Manor and also a friend of Miss."
"Then you should know that I don't like to meddle in other people's business."
"I don't know you well, young master. I'm afraid I don't know whether you like to meddle in other people's business."
Shu Feng's eyes showed admiration. "Your composure is admirable, and it has also given me a little more patience."
"If there's nothing else, sir, then I'll go inside..."
"I wonder if you could have remained so calm when Lady Liu died?"
This topic seemed taboo, because Wu Qi, who had been calm, suddenly had anger flash in his eyes, "Does the young master think I killed my mother?"
Wuqi had no father; his mother raised him. He and his mother depended on each other for survival, and their bond was genuine. Therefore, he could not accept that some people would say he killed his mother.
“No, it is true that Liu committed suicide.” Unlike Wu Qi’s excitement, Shu Feng remained calm and composed. “What I want to say is, why did Liu choose to commit suicide?”
“I’ve already said it, my mother is because…”
"It's to take the blame for you." Shu Feng interrupted him with a smile, successfully freezing the child in front of him.
After a long pause, Wu Qi's voice was somewhat stiff, and he said expressionlessly, "Young master, please do not speak nonsense."
"Do you know? If someone has killed someone, they will definitely have the smell of blood on them. It's a smell that you can't wash off."
"Really? Has the young master also killed someone?"
“I have killed.” Shu Feng’s gentle smile held an elusive quality that was impossible to grasp or understand. He said, “Actually, killing can be addictive. Once you do it, you do it again… and then it becomes an endless cycle.”
Wu Qi was stunned for a long time. He did not expect the man in front of him to admit so openly that he had killed someone. After a long while, he slowly tightened his grip on the hem of his clothes. "You have no evidence to prove that I killed someone, and... I have no reason to kill anyone."
"The reason is simple." Beneath Shu Feng's long, slightly curled eyelashes were a pair of clear eyes, but now, those clear eyes held a sharpness that could see through people's hearts. "Those children came from Wutong Lane with you. Although they were your playmates, they often mocked you for not having a father. You never showed your anger to their faces, but instead used some small toys to lure them one by one to that dark cellar. Then, with an axe, you could easily take their lives. Wu Qi, am I right?"
Wu Qi's face turned pale. He took a step back and stubbornly said, "You have no evidence. All of this is just your conjecture."
“Evidence? I don’t need it.” Shu Feng said softly. This gentle voice should have easily made people feel safe, but now it only made people feel cold to the bone. “All I need is to ensure that there is nothing around her that could disturb her peaceful life.”
The "she" he referred to was, of course, Fengguang.
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